His Father’s Eyes

by Christy Riches Hinkson

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    A manger cradle, a brighter light,

    Light of the world is here tonight.

    Angels singing praises of joy,

    Welcoming the newborn boy.

    Mother sings lullabies.

    Look, he’s got his Father’s eyes.

    Those eyes see blessings in the pain.

    They see sunshine in the rain.

    They see love behind the lies.

    Yes, he’s got his Father’s eyes.